Mini Apples


The long drive came to an end and i was hit by a head cold as i stumbled into my room in Minneapolis. I stayed in my room as long as i could to try and rest the journey behind me and the cold that was sapping my energy. The two shows at the Cedar were so good, the audience was on our side and poured heaps of praise and love into our show, very rewarding. Even with a head like a pillow. Each night was filled with love, thank you. The homesick blues seems to shadow the air, its been awhile for us both and sometimes you have to just give in and say, yes I’m homesick. I miss the family and the normal routine, as that is the making of self. A day at a time i try to not count the hours and days, i just have to reside in the present, which is often very difficult. These two shows lifted my spirit. Back on the bus and John the driver and myself are off to Chicago, its thanks giving and i want to be in a hotel room being still on a rare day off. The last night on the bus was sad, although I’m pleased its now gone to be honest, as its hard to sleep on for a light sleeper like me. The feather glides from wink to wink and if sleep is invaded but noise or movement I’m doomed. My hotel room is on the 33rd floor, I’m not good with heights either, what a princess i turned out to be, but the view is sweet across the streets of this windy city, next to New York this is my favourite place to be. Even though I’m up so high there are higher buildings around me so its not so bad, my shower however is next to the wall and the window, i imagine standing naked this high up and balk at the giddiness that swallows me up. Even behind the blind. Sleep and some gentle music. The welcome note on my table says, rock on! David Essex please.

Are We There Yet


Im really only writing this to keep from falling asleep, we have been on the road now for 8 hours, John is still driving, Michael is asleep. I have been deep into Elvis’s book, his voice keeping me company as we pass Salt Lake City and lesser known … [Continue reading]

Monday Morning in Elko


Woke up after a broken nights sleep, too hot, too cold, not enough covers, too many. John got on the bus and the part is on its way. I went into the Casino it was 9am, to find it busy with people on the slots, beers being sipped and the Starbucks … [Continue reading]

Elko (not in the tour itinerary)


Yes a night in Elko Nevada is on the cards, so we pull up at the Casino and the drives get some sleep before heading off for the spare part at first light. Me I’m on the bus, but first some food in the Casino. Inside some rustic looking people stand … [Continue reading]

Wheels On The Bus


The wheels on the bus seem not to want to go round and around we have now been by the side of the road for five hours. Im tired and hungry and my patients is thin on top. I want to sleep and eat and be there all at the same time, but its not … [Continue reading]